Elizabeth: Is there anything I can do to make you more comfortable today?

Mr. Clarke: Marry me?

Elizabeth: Wow.

Mr. Clarke: No — I have my own bus pass.

Elizabeth: Well, then how could I refuse? Let me just call my sister and see if I can borrow her dress, okay? You sit tight. [to nurse Jenny] Keep an eye on my fiancé. And let's decrease his morphine drip.

Abby: I know, honey. I'd just like you to meet one who's not bleeding.

David: [on the phone with his realtor Grace] Grace, this is David. The people who rented me this apartment, do you have their number?

Grace: Why, is something wrong?

David: No, I was just wondering about the previous tenant, that’s all.

Grace: Well, the woman I was dealing with didn't really want to talk about it. Some family matter.

David: So you think the tenant died?

Grace: You’d better hope so, that’s the only way to get off this month by month thing and get a real lease.

David: Well, that’s not exactly what I meant.

Grace: Come on, David, grow up, it’s got a view, it’s got a fireplace, people would kill their grandmothers for a lot less in this city.

[The clerk at a new age bookstore helps David navigate the spiritualism section.]

David: Do you believe in this stuff?

Darryl: Well, you don't...until you do.

Darryl: So what kind of encounter have you had?

David: Encounter?

Darryl: Ectoplasm? Soniferous ether? I have a killer séance book if you're into communication.

David: Communicating is not her problem.

David: Are-are-are you here? Come on, I think you're here. [waits] Okay. I've got a hot, moist cup of coffee in my hand, there it is. There is no coaster on this table. I'm going to set it down on this lovely mahogany—

Grace: David, it’s Grace. Well, you are the luckiest man in San Francisco.

David: Thank you, why do you say that?

Grace: You know the apartment you are renting, they are now willing to give you a nice long lease.

David: How long a lease?

Grace: Really long and I am going to bring it over and I will talk to you tomorrow.

David: Wait, why now?

Grace: Well it’s a real sad story, you know the tenant is in some kind of coma or something, and it is what it is, so they are going to pull the plug, but get this, they are going to throw in that couch you like. David?

[David hangs up on Grace, shocked.]

[Elizabeth's life support is due to be terminated shortly.]

David: Suddenly I know what I'm supposed to do. Because this time I can do something.

Elizabeth: What are you talking about?

David: Lizzie, when we first met, I kept saying you were dead. But it was me that was dead, and you brought me back. You saved me. And now it's my turn to save you.

Elizabeth: How?

David: I'm gonna steal your body!

[David's trying to convince Jack that an invisible Elizabeth is with them.]

Jack: Fine, fine. If she is really there, tell me, tell me what I have behind my back. Rock, paper, or scissor.

Elizabeth: Rock!

David: Rock!

Elizabeth: Scissors!

David: Scissors!

Elizabeth: Paper!

David: Paper!

Elizabeth: Rock, again!

David: Rock,again!

[Jack puts up the middle finger behind his back.]

Elizabeth: He's flipping me off.

David: [angrily] Are you flipping her off?

[Jack, slightly creeped out, nervously checks behind him.]

[Despite his doubts, Jack is helping to remove Elizabeth's body from the hospital.]

Elizabeth: David, tell him thank you.

David: Jack? We're really grateful.

Jack: I'm not doing it for you.

David: Well, then why are you doing it?

Jack: Because someday, trust me, I'm gonna need help moving a body, and when that day comes, I don't wanna hear any shit from you.

Elizabeth: Okay, get my body on the gurney, quick.

Jack: Oh my God.

David: Yeah, she’s pretty, right?

Elizabeth: That’s really sweet, but we have to go now.

Jack: No, that’s not it, this is the girl I set you up with, this is the one.

David: [surprised] I was supposed to meet Elizabeth?

Elizabeth: [also surprised] I was supposed to meet you.

David: How do you know her?

Jack: I knew her sister, we were in college together.

Elizabeth: I thought I recognised him, that’s JJ.

David: Jack is JJ?

Jack: What did you just— I haven't been called JJ since college.

Elizabeth: He’s older and hairier, but it’s him.

David: He’s the one who toungued Abby at the wedding?

Jack: How do you know that? Nobody knows that.

David: It’s Elizabeth!

Jack: Then let’s get her body on the gurney, I don’t want them killing Abby’s little sister!